#joe goldberg you

[rxreid]

did somebody say DADDY????

[horror102]

Flash bang!

(Joe Goldberg X female reader)

(Female reader X Joe Goldberg first encounter)

Stalking/Cursing/

And there you are, who’s my savior? You are precious. Like a fine jewel at a dirty pawn shop. Watching you sway your flirty hips over to the fruit section practically made me heat up.

All those dirty men watching you. Jeans and a gray top. Basic, you didn’t feel like coming my poor baby. Who forced you too!? I promise you I’ll deal with it.

Walk Joe, walk, hold your breath and grab the shelf.

I grabbed the cart bringing it over as if I was stacking up expired items even though everything was newly brought in, almost pitifully I did an attempt fall.

Bingo.

“Oh my gosh are you okay? I honestly didn’t mean to, this is all my fault. I’ll get out of your way I should’ve been paying attention I’m sorry.”

Chatter box, you just wouldn’t stop apologizing.

“It’s fine honestly I was too busy trying to make sure I didn’t mess up first day on the job and didn’t pay attention to my surroundings.”

I lied through my teeth, first day? I’ve been working here for a month or so but my sweet stranger didn’t have to know that.

“No honestly it’s fine I’ll get out of your way!”

She shuffled moving to the side I almost felt bad. Her anxiety became almost omnipresent as she scratched the inside of her arm and kept nipping at the inside of her mouth with her teeth. Just one last time.

“Your good I promise. I wandered into the wrong aisle anyway.”

I joked I heard the perfect laugh, was it fake? I have no clue. The way your teeth barely shined made it seem fake but your nose scrunched up so it could just be real.

“What are you looking for anyway?”

You were just in the pineapple aisle, you smell like Vanilla with a tint of pineapple hand spray.

“Strawberries.”

Idiot. God your an idiot Joe. She’s wearing a strawberry shirt and red pants. Fucking idiot.

“I should’ve guessed that, top shelf, let me just get that for you.”

I groaned, purposely. I watched your eyes flow down to my V-line as my shirt lifted up a smile on your face and your thighs shook a little naughty girl.

“Thank you, honestly. Umm? Joe!”

I watched as you scrambled to say my name finally reading my name tag, Joe, Joe, Joe, say it again. One last time. Please.

“No problem and your welcome?”

I pointed my finger to you waiting for you to tell me your name and finish my sentence.

“(____)”

Pretty basic, it’d be hard to find someone like them on the internet. But eventually I will find you.

I watched as you dismissed yourself and bought the strawberries eating them on your way out.

Just by watching I knew you acted on impulse.

[percybeloved]

The Secretary

joe goldberg x male reader

contains - stalking, kidnapping, obsession, cheating

unedited

You looked at me as if I was the only person in the world. Noone gave me that look. Only Love did. And even then, her look had a hidden meaning. Infatuation, not love. Lust, not admiration. Hers was temporary. Dangerous even. Yours was forever. You thought I never saw you, but I did.

You were M/N L/N. Dottie's secretary and someone who ran her instagram whenever she was too busy with Henry to get to her phone. When she was busy, you were my go to option for taking care of him. You were gentle, kind, comforting even. You held me everytime I had a argument with Love. Thats when I noticed you.

You wore suits all the time. They were tailored to fit you. They made almost every curve pop out, saying "Look at me, Joe. Caress me as if I'm yours" The thing is, you're mine. I left Love for you. I took Henry with me too. Its my job to keep you safe, To make sure she never finds out about that night.

But it wasn't just a night. It was every night. For a week. I held you. Caressed you. Worshipped you. Adore you. I was yours as you were mine. But I was smart. I knew about her relationship with Theo. How she grasped at his body as she would do mine.

It was disgusting. Grotesque. Nauseating. He was nothing but a mere child yet she took advantage of his feelings because of some small infatuation. You allowed me to move in with you once I told you. I trust you. I trust you more than I trust myself. But that also means that I have to keep you safe and know your every move.

Oddly enough, you were at Love's bakery. You had left earlier to drop Henry off so we could have some alone time. But it had been hours and you were still not back. Meaning, it was time for me to do my own detective work. Driving to Love's Bakery was easy enough. Yet you weren't in there.

Without Love finding out about our relationship, I had to be discreet. I had to make up a situation to get her off our trail. I couldn't risk losing you. 'M/N, were could you possibly be?' I thought to myself. You're scaring me, my love. I pushed down my fear and walk into the bakery. Love had looked up to me with a twinkle in her eye. But it almost instantly dulled

"What is it, Joe?" She said in a monotone voice. "Hey, umm, M/N hasn't been answering his phone. I was wondering if he went on and dropped Henry off?" Good Job, Joe. Answering a question with another question.

"Joe, he's my mother's secretary, not yours." The difference between me and your mother is that I'm fucking him. "I just asked him to drop Henry off for a few hours, thats it" Yet another smooth one Mr. Goldberg. Her eyes turned dark though. As if she were lying.

I know that face. Where are you, M/N? What has she done to you? Silently, I walked back to my car. It was quite easy for me to discreetly slide into that small space that led to Love's storage. As I eased down, I heard rattling. There you were. All tied up, the ropes irritating your soft skin. There were tears in your eyes. It was almost as if you were saying "Take me, Joe"

And so I did. I untied him and held him as he cried in my arms. There you were. I found you, my M/N.

[crystalteacupps]

not a day goes by that I don’t think about how peach salinger was the real queen and star of you.

[dominantslasherking]

(sorry if requests are closed at the moment, feel free to ignore!) but i need more joe goldberg x adams! reader please

Joe Goldberg with Dominant Male!Addams!Reader

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: Joe is obsessed when you speak french to him especially in public when he can barely contain himself from jumping on you.

(Be warned lol, I'm using pink coloring for when you are speaking french since I really don't...well speak it

Sipping down your black coffee, your dead eyes made their way over to Joe your....darling fiancee. At first, you thought he was boring, the goody two shoes, once you found out about his obsession and the killing he had done for you, it squeezed at your heart, the nasty feeling called love involved your being. You found it upmost romantic at his deeds, and well deemed him worthy of dating you.

Your cooky family also enjoyed the acts of love he had displayed for you, it pleased them to know you were in loving bloody hands.

The book you were currently reading, had the killer die, and the survivors living....you spoke out your discomfort at the annoying ending, and when you thought the killer was about to succeed damn those survivors.

"What a pity..." You spoke out your displeasure in french while closing the book, not finding it any more interesting. Joe's eyes suddenly landed away from the woman he was renting books out to, as he looked at you intently, noticing how your french words perfectly rolled out of your mouth, Arousing his desire greatly to pounce on you.

"Your customer..." you continued speaking in french, Joe not really understanding you, but knew it was directed to him, hell you could be insulting him but he'd still be willing for you to take him right here and there!

Snapping your fingers, you finally broke Joe out of his lustful trance while pointing your finger at the girl waiting for her books to be handed to her..."Ah--Sorry, about that, here!" Joe gave a fake smile, his mind wandering back to you and ignoring the girl's salty expression.

After the door dinged, and the woman left Joe rushed over to you, and grabbed your hand tugging you up. "You--You spoke french...." He hushed out, you obviously knew the effect of you speaking french to him had.

"Mhmm, I did darling." You purred out your cold fingers tracing along Joe's face, him leaning into your touch.

"Be a doll, and find be an actually good, horrific book? Hmm?" You slowly asked, leaning your head into his neck, planting kisses as you felt his body shiver under your touch.

Joe let out a gasp, while breathlessly speaking, "Yes..." Once you pulled away, Joe gulped down his excess saliva and rushed to find a book you would enjoy.

A sinister smile stretched onto your face, suddenly remembering the body which you and joe left in the glass box. "Ah..." It remained on your mind until you took a sip of black coffee once more.

"Darling, I just remembered a problem we must deal with." Your voice called out, as Joe peeked out from one of the shelves with a knowing look of what you were talking about.

[spotify-nightmare]

my You playlist

Joe Goldberg (and his lovers)

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masterlist

[man-i-love-folklore]

oh so when a guy says he's literally Joe Goldberg he's "so relatable" and "just like me fr" but when I say I'm literally Joe Goldberg I'm "taking it too far" and "a restraining order is being filed against me"?

[rixareth]

As requested, I have examined my fondness for terrible characters, and I have concluded that I like them because they're terrible and I'm not sorry.

[encisthings]

[zanephillips]

Penn Badgley and Travis Van Winkle You 3.05 "Into the Woods"

[happy74827]

Shadow Knight

[Joe Goldberg x Female!Reader]

Synopsis: One thing to know about Joe, is that he’d do anything to protect you. Regardless if you want him to or not.

WC: 2776

Category: Hurt/Comfort [TW — Joe]

Finally wrote a Joe Goldberg fic. My friend begged me to write him so I did (you’re welcome @summerrivera777777). I really don’t know what else to say… so enjoy!

『••✎••』

You were his. That’s all Joe cared about in his head. He thought of you and only you.

He remembered that night after your first kiss. You had told him that you loved him. It was a warm summer night. It had been dark, but the stars were shining so brightly that the moonlight shone through the window. You had made him feel things.

It was such a new feeling.

It was scary but exhilarating. This wasn’t like Beck or Love. It was different. It was amazing.

He wanted you, and he was willing to do anything to keep you.

When he found out about your annoying pest of a neighbor, he had been a bit put off at first. How dare he come in and try to woo you from under his nose? He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of the short, small, wiry guy being able to compete with his stature. Joe clearly outranked him, and he wanted to make it known.

It started off as a little harmless fun, a way for him to see what this guy was capable of. A way for him to test your limits and then go even further.

Joe knew how to push the right buttons. And it wasn't long before he had him right where he wanted him.

Now, he would be able to protect you. You didn't have to worry about that scrawny little bastard hurting you anymore. Joe would take care of you. He was so good to you and would continue to be so. He was yours.

He would keep you safe from all the dangers that lurked in the world. He had found himself wanting to help you in that way, protect you, provide for you. He could feel it. He wanted you to depend on him, and he was eager for that moment to come.

For now, all he wanted to do was watch. He wanted to watch this short little guy attempt to steal his girl from under his nose. He wanted to watch the pathetic creature get on his knees and beg. He wanted to see you tell him to fuck off and then run back into his arms. He wanted to watch you beg him to take care of you.

“Oh, Joe,” you had whimpered against his lips. He held you closer, keeping you safe and close. Your arms snaked around his neck, holding him tight to you. Your legs wrapped around his hips, allowing him to hold you up.

He felt so big and strong against you. He always felt so strong and reliable. He always made you feel so safe and wanted. He always made you feel so loved. He always made you feel like you were the only woman on earth, and you always wanted to feel this way forever.

His mouth left yours and moved to your neck, kissing and sucking there. His hands groped your body, slipping under the thin material of your t-shirt. He continued to kiss and bite down your neck, feeling your pulse against his lips.

He was in heaven. He was living a dream. This beautiful, smart, funny woman was all his, and he could feel himself becoming overwhelmed with emotions.

He pulled back to look at your face. You had a serene expression, one that Joe often saw when he made you come undone. You were perfect. You were everything to him.

His hands cupped your cheeks, and he kissed you softly. You kissed him back, opening your mouth for him to taste you.

Joe loved this. He loved every minute of it. It wasn't just about sex for him anymore. It was about sharing his love with you. He had given you the most sacred part of himself, and you had given it right back.

He was so happy he thought he could burst.

Your front door suddenly flew open, and Joe dropped you on your couch as quickly as possible, making sure to fix his shirt in the process. He moved in front of you protectively and glared at the small figure standing in the doorway.

He glared down at the man. His lips were pressed in a tight line, and his jaw was clenched. He was so pissed, but he wasn't going to allow that bastard to see it.

“Jared? You do realize I didn’t give you those keys just to open my door whenever you want, right?” Your voice was stern and angry, causing Joe to smirk. He was so proud of you, of your ability to stand up for yourself. You tell him off.

Joe watched as Jared ran his fingers through his messy hair, looking nervous and flustered. He looked at you and then at Joe before glancing back at you. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth, but he closed it quickly.

He tried again but only ended up stuttering and not saying a word. His eyes were darting back and forth between Joe and you as if he were looking for a way to escape.

Joe watched as he looked like a fish out of water. He had never seen this guy speechless before, so he was enjoying every minute of this.

You seemed to have finally had enough, as well. You threw your hands up and sighed loudly, rolling your eyes at Jared's awkwardness.

"Is there something you need, Jared? I’m really busy at the moment." Your words were sharp and short. Again, Joe smiled at how badass you were. It was hard to believe that a month ago, you were this nervous little thing. You couldn’t even say the word 'no,' and now, here you were, telling off this guy twice your size. You were just a ball of fire.

“I, uhm... I just... I wanted to see if you were okay after what happened earlier today. I was worried, I guess." Jared said. His voice was quiet and sounded so small. He sounded nervous and fidgety. Joe almost felt sorry for him. Almost.

He might’ve even felt sorry if he didn’t catch what he had said.

What happened… earlier?

Joe gave you a look, hoping you'd fill him in. You were his girlfriend, the person he cared about more than anything in this world, but you were keeping secrets? What was happening here?

You seemed to understand what he wanted and looked over at Jared before glancing back at him. Joe tilted his head slightly, silently asking you to tell him what was happening. You took a deep breath and looked at him with your big brown eyes before turning to look at Jared.

"I'm okay, Jared, thank you. But I am really busy, and I have a lot on my plate at the moment, so I can't really talk. Maybe later?" You smiled sweetly at him. "I'll give you a call?"

He seemed to relax a little at your words, smiling at you. He took a deep breath and nodded his head. He turned to face Joe for a moment, just staring at him for a beat before turning back to you.

He sighed and seemed to deflate like a balloon losing air. "Okay, yeah. Just let me know if you need anything. I'll call you later, then. Have a good night." Jared gave you a quick wave before walking out the door and closing it behind him.

As soon as he was gone, Joe turned to look at you, waiting for an explanation.

"What happened today?" He couldn’t help but think of the worst, worrying that maybe you had met someone else. That Jared had hurt you or something.

Your eyes went wide, and you shook your head vigorously as if reading his mind. "Oh, no. Nothing like that. It was... uhm..." You took a deep breath, seeming to collect your thoughts. "It was just me."

You let out a nervous laugh, but Joe was still staring at you intently. "Okay, well, it was this thing." You hesitated for a moment, staring at him, and he nodded his head, encouraging you to continue. You took a deep breath and started explaining.

You went on to tell him about the charity event that you had attended. You told him how there was a guy that had been hitting on you. He sounded like a total creep to Joe, and he couldn't understand how you would let some rando put his hands on you. You had a boyfriend, for Christ's sake! How dare he?! Joe didn't know how he would've survived if he had seen you with another man. He would've beaten the shit out of that guy, but he would've also beat himself up for not being able to protect you from that.

He was your boyfriend. He was supposed to keep you safe and protected. It was his duty. He was going to protect you. He wanted to protect you.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Joe asked, keeping his voice low and even. He was trying to be calm about this, but he was quite the opposite. He wanted to go and hunt this guy down and find out exactly what happened, where he touched you, what he said. He needed to know where this guy was, and he needed to make sure he wouldn’t be a problem for you. He would handle it. No one would touch his girl. He would keep you safe. He would kill for you if that's what it took. He would do anything for you.

You sighed and dropped your gaze from his, staring at your feet. You had the nerve to be embarrassed about it. That made him even angrier.

"I don't want to make a big deal out of it. It was just a dumb charity thing; I'm sure it's happened to lots of people." You didn't even sound convincing to yourself, and the sight of your hunched-over figure was enough for Joe to lose it.

He took a deep breath and sighed loudly, feeling his anger building in the pit of his stomach. He was on the verge of exploding, but you were clueless about what he was feeling. You were trying to pretend like it was no big deal, and you didn't even realize what you had just done.

You were his. His to protect. He wasn't going to allow this guy to take that from him. He wasn't going to allow this guy to touch what's his.

Joe stood up from the couch and started pacing around the living room. You watched him curiously for a moment before following his movement. You stood up from the couch, ready to stop him from walking around, but he turned around suddenly, looking at you. He glared down at you for a moment, and you stopped in your tracks.

“Did you get his name?” His voice was dark and dangerous, like a predator that was ready to kill.

You hesitated for a moment as if you were debating with yourself. He watched your face as you thought, waiting for your answer. Your brows furrowed as you thought, and your bottom lip was between your teeth. You were worried about something. He wasn't sure what it was, but he knew that he wasn't going to like it.

You sighed and glanced up at him with those big doe eyes before glancing back down to your feet. You seemed to be looking at his shoes, counting the laces as if they were the most interesting thing in the world.

"I did." You murmured.

"What is it?" His voice was a low growl.

"Joe, this doesn't-"

"What is his name?" Joe snapped, glaring down at you. He didn't mean to yell, but it was taking all his energy to hold back. You flinched at his tone, and he wanted to punch himself.

"I don't want you to get involved in this. I'm okay. I promise." You said. "I just want to forget it ever happened. Please, just let me take care of it." You sounded so defeated, and Joe wanted to reach out and hold you, but he knew he needed to hold himself back. He needed to keep himself from you for a moment. He wanted to get out of his own head before he did anything stupid.

"How?" His voice was cold, colder than he meant to let on.

"What?" You looked up at him, and he felt like he was looking into your soul. It was so beautiful and pure. You were so innocent and good, so sweet and soft. He never wanted to do anything to hurt you. He would protect you and keep you safe from all the bad things in the world. This guy included.

“How can you forget it happened?" He said, glaring at you. "What did he do? What did he say to you?" His voice was getting louder by the second, and you took a step back, flinching again. His stomach twisted as he saw your reaction, and he tried to calm himself. He took a deep breath and tried to speak calmly. "Did he touch you?"

You looked away from his face and sighed. Your gaze landed on your feet, and you seemed to be counting the laces in his shoes again.

"It doesn't matter what happened," you said.

"What did happen?" Joe asked again.

"Joe," you said, looking up at him with those pretty brown eyes, "It really doesn't matter, okay? I don't want to talk about it."

"I need to know."

You rolled your eyes at that and threw your hands up. "Why? So you can go after him and make it worse?"

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He knew he had to tell you. " You’re scared. I don’t want you to be scared anymore. I want to help you."

He wanted to take away that fear. He wanted to take care of you. He wanted to be the only person you needed to protect yourself. He didn't want you to be afraid. He wanted you to be able to feel safe and loved.

"You can't protect me all the time. Sometimes I have to be able to stand up for myself and do this stuff, Joe." You sounded defeated, but Joe shook his head.

"You shouldn't have to."

"It was just one guy." You shrugged your shoulders. "I can handle it."

"You shouldn't have to! Just… Please, just let me help you." His voice was pleading. He knew he sounded desperate and pathetic, but he needed to be the one to protect you.

You didn't say anything to that and looked back down to the floor. Joe's eyes followed you, staring at you for a moment. He noticed that you weren't moving anymore.

“Jim,” You murmured quietly, your head still bowed. It was so quiet that Joe wasn't sure he heard you right.

"What?"

"His name is Jim," you said, looking up at him with your big brown eyes. "Jim Haynes. I saw him in the building this morning when I was walking to my car. He lives in 1515."

He heard you. You told him.

You gave him what he wanted, and he couldn't help but smile. It was a wide smile, one that you saw often on Joe.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you in close to him. You squeaked as you were being moved across the room, and you held your breath as you realized where he was heading. You knew what was going to happen, and you couldn't help the rush of excitement and heat that filled you.

You watched his face as you moved, seeing his big brown eyes glued to yours. Your mouth went dry as you stared back into his dark eyes. You felt your pulse race as his gaze felt like a touch.

“Thank you for trusting me.” He whispered, his breath tickling your face. He was truly so happy to finally be given this information. It felt good knowing that he could help you. He could keep you safe from harm.

He pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was slow and soft. You could feel the emotions on his lips, feel how much he cared. You could feel how much he wanted you. He pressed his body against yours, wanting to feel you pressed against him.

Tonight, he would protect you. Tomorrow, he will make sure you stay protected. But right now, he was going to take care of you. He was going to be there for you.

He was going to take care of you, and then, he was going to take care of Jim Haynes.

[savetowin-wintosave]

Nothing funnier this season than Joe being the one stalked and him being so fuckin mad about it. My brother in Christ that is your fucking move

[eggsaladstain]

i am once again begging these characters to buy blinds and/or curtains

[emotional-emotion]

it's been 30 minutes and i'm still laughing

[dominantslasherking]

I saw that your request are open

If you want to can you please do Joe Goldberg x Addams reader? Either first meeting the reader or meeting the family or both? I'm curious how Joe would react to being with a Addams family member

Joe Goldberg with Dominant Addams! Male reader

My Stories are meant for the much more mature audience, 18+.

Backstory: Joe really thought, your prissy little frenemy Matilda, was for him, but how wrong he was, he never met anyone really like you, and he wanted you so much more than he had ever thought of.

"Joe, be warned my neighbors are...cooky!" The woman cried out, fixing her crop top a bit as Joe looked at her lovingly, he really thought she was the one, amazing in every aspect. "It's fine...I'm sure they're not that bad." Joe gently spoke, as the woman, Matilda took his hand.

"[Name] Is the worst of them all, he goes out of his way to....torment me!" She growled out, her hatred evident and clear in her eyes, as she let Joe into her house. Joe's eyes were quickly drawn towards the large and rather spooky mansion which was not too far from Matilda's house.

Joe tilted his eyes slightly at her, he felt rage bubble up inside him, was this [Name] person really bugging Matilda to such an extent. "Joe?" Matilda's voice rang out in his ears, "Uhm-oh--yes?" Joe snapped out of his revengeful daze, as Matilda invited him in.

"Make me some tea now?" Matilda pouted in a pleading manner, as Joe was quick to accept like an eager puppy, this made her roll her eyes once his frame was out of view. A sudden a loud knock was on her door, it was repetitive, and Matlida nearly grinded her teeth in anger, she knew this knock was from [Name] because he knew it annoyed her, especially with the rhythm and how his knocks always sounded the same.

Joe was quick to make it out of the kitchen considering the tea was busy brewing, as he watched Matlida open the door, Joe was quick to follow to her side.

"Matilda." [Name]'s cold voice rang out, his bleak eyes staring at the annoyed woman, "What do you want...[Name]." She spoke your name with hatred and annoyance.

"Well you see, I was going through the backyard to play with Hades.." Hades was your dog, and you gave her a creepy smile while holding up a tattered and torn-up muddy doll, "And, I found your old doll, I thought now that it seems to be up to your standards, that I would give it back, out of the hatred of my heart."

Your monotoned voice spoke, with a hint of a teasing manner, as you watched her stomp on the floor like a child would. Your sharp gaze suddenly made it to her guest, as he was staring at you like you were some type of extraordinary creature.

"New boyfriend I assume? What is it...the 6th one this week?" You asked out, staring down at her petite farm, "No, it's the 5th, he's not my boyfriend." She corrected, as you let out a small 'Oh'.

"Please...come in." Matilda huffed out, as you wasted no time in pushing her slightly to the side, as you made your way in. "Oh...your house is still....the same...hmm?" You asked looking at the pink and...well-- all types of fun colors which weren't to your liking.

[[[[[Joe's point of view]]]]]

Well, look at you hmm? You are definitely not what I expected, your attire consisted of black and gray. From what I noticed you and Matilda are exactly the opposite.

Wow, and your tall, dang you tower over me and Matilda, perhaps that's why I saw a hint of lust in her eyes when she mentioned your name, tall and handsome. At first, I was rather, and extremely jealous, but I mean...I would also be lustful if I had you around, what was it--tormenting me? Gosh that would be amazing--what--no---I'm supposed to like Matilda---I can't go jumping around on her---Awe...but look at you...--

"Your couch is soft..." You spoke with disgust, what did you like, the couch hard or something? You're strange..."Matilda...black coffee...now." Your bland and bored voice spoke to her, it send shivers down my spine at how...commanding you could be, I'm sure it did the same to Matlida as she froze and bit before rushing into the kitchen.

From what I see her emotions jump around, first, it's hatred, then lust, then it's scared? How come I haven't noticed this flaw before, not to mention she didn't even think of me as a boyfriend, that's not what she told me when she kissed me....a liar too?

I suppose it's you, who cleared my eyes, I'm beginning to see her flaws, instead of thinking she was perfect. I mean, I never thought I was interested in men...but look at you, sipping on the black coffee which Matilda eagerly got for you.

"You seemed to be obsessed with me or something, stop staring so blatantly if I were to assume, you seem to love me sooo much." You nearly gagged on the word love, you know I would mind gagging on--Ok- stop Joe,---stop with your horny behavior!

You however are indeed quite the reader, "Matilda, I will be off now, the coffee tastes bland, and not strong enough to make me stay here any longer, I guess no coffee can truly compare to my Nan's wretched, tongue curling, taste bud horrific, coffee." Aren't you quite the wordy, fellow huh [Name]?

How do I approach you, without being weird or obsessive? I mean even though I just met you, I think I'm in loveee~ Well since you dislike that word should I use hate???

I do need to get rid of Matilda, that goody-two-shoes bitch, who really thinks she has a chance with you? Hmm, I did see a for sales sign on a rather good-looking house near here, however, I'm just wondering why no one has moved into it yet?

Matilda did say neighbors with and s, so perhaps you live with your family...do you- or do they like cookies. Oh, you... the plans I have in store.

[realangelahernandez]

When he’s written by Lana del Rey